mountains I've never visited
lone heron in a pixel gull field, scrubbed through two screens
lone dappled mutt
beneath this silver birch and vapour trail people were covered in mud, burning up, trying to complete a marathon
lone cat on dream felt
more mountains I haven't seen, and a moon I have
mineral stomach under blue glass
tidal sheep in a green field
beachwater ink curtain bomba
the silver tree's cousins, turned on their sides
the further you see through forests, the further you walk
lone heron in a pixel field, no gulls,
still scrubbed through two screens
mooncrop
when we first moved here, the ponds were filled with earth and empty bottles
red tendrils that could sprout from a coral reef, nowhere near water
listening to Soccer Mommy
in the shadows of stadiums
mooncrop
red rock and rolled out blues
galactic gopher, winged and ruling from the pane
woodland bath path
cumulonimbus wired to blitz
candlecake for the elderstep
sundrop over the horse yard
skypatch and mainframe
mooncrop and treestand
scalefursale
burrow
holy yellow passage for the medici
terrestrial ancestors, grey and gazing from the pane
clockloom
the watcher on the wall
boatgut
bark for park's sake
bridge, shimmer and cove upon cove
trunk and untroubled water
bark for bark's sake
paleozoia
mangrove burbs
rootlord and drooper
web bowl
the watcher in the wingroad
tui bluff
palm sunday
dawn patrol
paua grid
unidentified flying duckjet
mothwall
the centrefold